Published: February 24, 2025
"He's dead..." Nangong Yuqin muttered to herself, suppressing the panic within her, but her delicate body could not help but tremble.
She fixed her gaze on Mu Mengyi, wanting to see through her heart, "You say he's dead, so he's dead? Who are you trying to fool!"
Nangong Yuqin's stunning face showed no signs of blood.
However, to all the disciples of the Huangfu Sacred Sect, Nangong Yuqin's expression and demeanor were viewed as stemming from her unwillingness and anger!
After all, Tan Yun had killed so many people from the divine soul celestial palace; it was Tan Yun who led them to nearly wipe out the divine soul celestial palace!
To everyone, it appeared that Nangong Yuqin was shaking with anger for not having personally killed Tan Yun to take revenge!
"Believe it or not!" Mu Mengyi glared at Nangong Yuqin and Ru Yan Chen with tear-filled eyes, "Your survival up to now is Tan Yun's grace!"
"From this moment on, if you dare to speak ill of Tan Yun again, I will kill you without hesitation!"
The Danmai disciples immediately shouted in anger, "What our sister-in-law means is what we mean!"
Seeing the murderous appearance of the Danmai disciples, Ru Yan Chen couldn't help but shrink her neck, not daring to look directly.
In contrast, a barely noticeable sadness crossed Nangong Yuqin's beautiful eyes, and she whispered to herself, "Impossible... she must be lying to me! I don’t believe he is dead... I don’t believe it!"
Nangong Yuqin clenched her fragrant fist, her gaze fixed on the distance, hoping for Tan Yun's appearance.
At this moment, all her hatred towards Tan Yun was overwhelmed by inexplicable worry and fear!
This feeling was beyond her control!
She also hated herself for having such inexplicable feelings for Tan Yun; she wanted Tan Yun's life and death to have nothing to do with her, but now, she just couldn't control her worry for him, longing for his return...
A moment later.
Suddenly, above the summit, the Sea of Clouds roiled, and amidst the howling winds, a pitch-black space-time tunnel, a hundred zhang in diameter, materialized in the sky!
The space-time tunnel would remain open for an hour, yet at this moment, no one was willing to be the first to enter!
The disciples of the Huangfu Sacred Sect naturally hoped for Tan Yun to arrive, still anticipating a miracle to happen!
Ru Yan Chen wanted to see for herself whether Tan Yun was still alive. If Tan Yun didn’t appear before the space-time tunnel closed, she would believe that he was truly dead!
"Thump, thump..."
The hearts of everyone in the Huangfu Sacred Sect were beating violently...
Time passed second by second, and after half an hour, Tan Yun did not appear...
When there was only one moment left before the space-time tunnel closed, the disciples of the Huangfu Sacred Sect gazed towards the abyss of the buried gods, and tears seemed to drown the heavens and earth!
Ru Yan Chen's lips curled slightly, unable to suppress a hint of a smile. If not for the disciples of the Huangfu Sacred Sect being present on the summit, he would have surely laughed out loud!
Nangong Yuqin still stood gracefully, seemingly calm, though no one noticed that her fingernails had already dug deep into her palms!
As the space-time tunnel was about to close with only ten breaths left, there was still no miracle!
In the empty void, there was no sign of Tan Yun's return!
"Brother Tan!" The usually composed Luo Fan suddenly fell to his knees with a heavy thud, kneeling at the summit, gazing towards the abyss of the buried gods, tears rolling down his resolute face, he roared, "Thank you for saving my life!"
"Brother Tan, thank you for saving my life!" Song Hong's emotions spiraled out of control as he knelt down, crying inconsolably!
"Woo... Senior Brother Tan!" Immediately, the Danmai disciples cried out with heart-wrenching sobs, kneeling in the direction of the abyss of the buried gods, their voices echoing together, "Thank you for saving our lives!"
The actions of the Danmai disciples were truly moving!